Listening to the repeating broadcasts and seeing the warning signs flashing on phones and TVs,
Su Ze stood on the balcony, glumly lighting a cigarette.
During the ten years since the mysterious advent, such sudden disasters had become extremely frequent, with the last one occurring just seven months ago.
That disaster was also a blood moon, which was also its first appearance.
At that time, Huaxia didn't know how to deal with the blood moon, resulting in devastating losses that year.
Moreover, as the blood moon progressed, the emerging spirits became increasingly powerful.
Just then, his phone rang.
"Su Ze, tonight you will be solely responsible for guarding District Seven of Dust City. Please ensure the safety of District Seven's residents during the blood moon!"
"The reinforcements coming to Dust City are the Huaxia Ghost Officers and the Wandering Troupe. If you can't hold on, request backup through the communication channel."
This was a call from the Forerunner leader.
Dust City was a second-tier city divided into eight districts, with District Seven being Su Ze's jurisdiction.
"Understood," Su Ze hung up the phone.
During the blood moon, hundreds of spirits would roam. No one knew how long this blood moon would last, and the hundred spirits referred to various types of ghosts spread under the crimson moonlight!
They devoured humans.
Su Ze didn't know how many would die during the blood moon, but he knew the aftermath would be catastrophic.
Dusk arrived.
During this time, many people called Su Ze, with quite a few requesting his transfer to guard their districts.
He politely declined them all.
For some reason, since returning home yesterday, Uesugi Akizuki had been lying listlessly in bed. If she hadn't come to eat after Su Ze cooked, he would have thought she was paralyzed.
"I'll be out tonight, will you be okay sleeping alone?" Su Ze asked.
Uesugi Akizuki stared at him, not responding for a long while. Eventually, with darkness in her eyes, she tugged at Su Ze's clothes, her voice very soft and gentle, "...scared."
These days, she had grown dependent on Su Ze. Last time, that girl was her dependency. She thought that girl would always protect her, but when the girl suddenly left and never returned, she realized how helpless she was.
The girl had said the same thing as Su Ze.
"Wait here, I'll come back for you."
Finally, even after dark, the girl never returned. She could only curl up alone under a streetlight, trying to use the light to drive away her fears.
Though the girl was naive, she wasn't completely foolish... at least not too foolish.
At that time, she was consumed by fear, and when Su Ze offered her a safe place, she followed him.
That was because the girl had lost her support, and her fear at the time made her irrationally trust Su Ze, as her blank-slate mind left her no choice. Even a three-year-old would hesitate and think, but she only had three days' worth of memories.
Su Ze took out a walkie-talkie and handed it to her, pointing at the button, "Press this and speak into it, and I'll be able to hear you."
The girl studied it for a while, pressed the button, and Su Ze's walkie-talkie produced static. She hesitated, then blew into the walkie-talkie, making Su Ze's device produce whooshing sounds. A delighted smile immediately appeared on her face.
She was afraid of getting tired, so instead of speaking, she just blew into the walkie-talkie.
Su Ze couldn't help but smile as he patted her head, praising her, "Very clever."
Night fell, and a half crimson moon rose above the horizon.
Every household had their doors and windows tightly locked. The blood-colored moonlight illuminated every corner of the streets, while countless people trembled in their homes. They had experienced a blood moon before and understood how terrifying this natural disaster could be.
Su Ze sat on the rooftop, carrying a black long case on his back. His pupils glowed with a molten gold light, burning like candle flames as he surveyed District Seven under his jurisdiction.
Suddenly, his walkie-talkie transmitted whooshing wind sounds. Su Ze couldn't help but smile as he also blew into his walkie-talkie.
In the room, Uesugi Akizuki heard the whooshing sounds from the walkie-talkie, and a happy smile appeared on her face.
This was their agreement - to communicate every ten minutes until Uesugi Akizuki fell asleep.
Watching the rising blood moon,
Su Ze took down the long case from his back and leaped several meters, continuously moving between the buildings of District Seven, his gaze constantly scanning the surroundings as his spiritual awareness rapidly expanded.
Suddenly, a five-meter spatial rift opened in a distant park, and a huge, withered hand reached out.
Su Ze jumped hundreds of meters into the air, his form suddenly blurring as an identical person emerged from his body, replacing him to continue patrolling.
This was his clone, not a physical entity but rather something like a projection - visible but intangible.
However, he could freely transfer his main body to the clone's position. It was like the clone was an empty box, visible but intangible, and the main body could transfer to the clone's position with just a thought. This way, the clone would become the main body.
And the original position of the main body would become the visible but intangible clone.
He shared sensory perception with his clone.
Su Ze rushed quickly toward the spatial rift.
The owner of the giant hand slowly crawled out of the spatial rift - a five-meter-tall spirit with rotting skin exposing bones and internal organs beneath, emitting a nauseating stench of decay. It held a giant axe and had one deformed small foot, moving by hopping, yet extremely agile, able to jump dozens of meters in a single bound.
Gripping the seven or eight-meter-long giant axe, the one-legged ghost leaped hundreds of meters and chopped down fiercely at a house below!
At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared beneath its target. Su Ze's molten gold pupils, glowing faintly, were calm and bright under the blood-colored moonlight.
He leaped up, dodging the giant axe coming toward him by moving sideways, reached above its head, and struck down with one slash!
With a bang, the one-legged ghost's reaction was also extremely quick. Under that slash, it raised its giant axe to block the attack but was still sent flying backward by Su Ze's powerful strength, crashing into the ground.
Su Ze sensed that the opponent was a spirit at the mid-stage of the Candle Realm.
The realm levels were: Firefly Realm, Candle Realm, Lamp Realm, Rolling Flame Realm...
Su Ze was at the peak of the Candle Realm, just one step away from the Lamp Realm, but that step was like crossing an insurmountable gap!
"Two choices: one, die; two, go back," Su Ze slowly walked toward the one-legged ghost.
Meanwhile, countless spatial rifts continued appearing throughout District Seven. The patrolling first clone's form blurred, creating a second clone, and together they created third and fourth clones, and so on. Dozens of clones immediately ran toward those spatial rifts.
Intense battle shockwaves erupted from the nearby District Eight, where the guardian there had also engaged in combat with spirits.
Suddenly, Su Ze's earpiece transmitted a voice.
"District One of Dust City requesting support! District One requesting sup... *slash*!"
Following the sound of a throat being cut, less than an hour into the battle, the earpiece connected to all Dust City guardians fell silent.
Soon after, an extremely calm voice came through the earpiece.
"Huaxia Ghost Officer Shi Liang, en route to reinforce District One."
It's worth mentioning that the Huaxia Ghost Officers were an extremely notorious organization. All other organizations in Huaxia generally described them as:
"A patient support group."
"An asylum."
"A den of bandits."
"Licensed bandits."
"Bandits with legal robbery rights."
"An extremely mysterious bandit organization."
Su Ze had wanted to join the band... the Ghost Officers back then, but was rejected. They had asked him:
"Are you... mentally ill?"
Su Ze answered, "No."
"Next."
It wasn't until he joined the Forerunners that he understood what kind of organization the Ghost Officers were - they didn't accept normal people.
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Resolve] Gu Yang was once a true disciple of the Falling Cloud Sect, but after failing to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, his cultivation regressed, his foundation was damaged, his lifespan was nearing its end, and he was about to be demoted to a menial servant. At his moment of despair, he awakened the [Daily Intelligence System]. By refreshing it daily, he could learn about countless hidden opportunities and secrets within the cultivation world! [Today's intelligence has been refreshed] [White Intelligence: One month ago, the Foundation Establishment spiritual item "Profound Ice Spirit Marrow" used by the host to attempt his breakthrough contained a trace of the poison "Bone-Corrobing Spirit-Dissolving Powder".] [Purple Intelligence: Tonight during the Yin hour (3-5 AM), a wisp of "Golden Crow Primordial Flame" will overflow... If this flame is devoured, it can recast the shattered cultivation foundation, fully restore cultivation, and awaken the one-in-ten-thousand—Primordial Supreme Yang Body. [Click to view coordinates]] [Golden Intelligence: Shen Qingyue, a Golden Core elder of the Falling Cloud Sect who possesses the Nine Yin Body, suffers from backlash of cold energy every full moon night, causing her strength to plummet and excruciating pain. Grand Elder Zhao Wuji has secretly bribed Shen Qingyue's personal maid, Hongxiu, and learned the rear gate array node of the protective formation "Clouds and Mist Veiling the Sun Array". Tomorrow late at night, he intends to take advantage of Shen Qingyue's flare-up of the cold poison, when she is weak and unable to resist, to use a secret technique to refine her into a cauldron and force her into a Daoist partnership. [Click to view coordinates]] The cultivation world is a jungle where the strong prey on the weak, and human hearts are as treacherous as ghosts? Sorry, but I can read the script! From then on, relying on his informational advantage, Gu Yang proceeded step by step with careful planning. Seizing opportunities, plundering fortunes. Selling intelligence. Playing rivals against each other. Step by step, he ultimately became the Immortal Emperor!
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
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